Chapter One
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of it's characters
Just telling you now this is a TRUE story just like My First Love and just like My First Love I have no intention on changing the ending no matter how popular the story is. There will be a story on what happened after this whole mess and a story on what happened before. This will all be in Kagome's point of view.
On one cold and rainy February afternoon I sat there in a big green chair with two people staring at me. One was my mom who I could tell through her glare was trying to penetrate through my eyes and discover the truth. The other person was my therapist who I've known since October. Although she did not give me the same deadly look my mom was giving me, I knew she too was curious for the truth. We sat there in the doctor's tiny office with the clock ticking loudly in the background and the soft pitter patter of the rain hitting the glass windows. My therapist chair squeak as she moved front and back, her legs shaking from anticipation. It had been several minutes I sat here waiting for some one to start. I knew either way I would have to tell everyone the truth.
"Tell me Kagome was it some other man or was it Inuyasha?" my mom screamed more than asked. My therapist stopped her at once by holding her hand out to keep her quiet. She walked over to my mom.
"I think it will be easier if she talked to me. Don't worry, she will tell you everything when she feels better." She whispered to my mom. My mom looked at her angrily. She grabbed her coat and slammed the door behind her, knocking the annoying clock off my therapist's wall. My therapist sat back down on her usual chair and coughed to get my attention back. I immediately stopped looking at the closed door and starred at my therapist looking at me with her arms folded on her legs.
"So Kagome," she began, as she turned off everything that could distract her session with me. "Do you think you're ready to tell me?" I glanced at the stuffed elephant plushie and grabbed for it. I needed some kind of comfort in a time like this. "You don't have to tell me if you're not ready." I still did not look at her. I just squeezed onto the stuffed animal. 'Oh childhood I wish I could get you back…'
"I just thought you'd like to get it off of your chest. I mean from the little bit I heard, they dragged you away from one of your classes and threw you in a police car." I nodded, still not looking at her. She sighed. "Well," she said, removing her glasses. "When you're ready to talk, I'll be ready to listen."
We sat there in awkward silence for several minutes listening to the rain that sounded like rocks hitting the window. I gave in and sighed. "Do you really want to know?" I asked, still not looking at her. Her attention is brought back to me, but she said nothing. She just gives me a friendly smile.
"It's up to you, when you're ready to talk I'll be here and will never judge you." Looking at her smiling face made me feel a little better. It made me feel after all I've done I still have a friend. She could understand a little of what's happened.
"Before I start," I said, still not looking at her. "Are you sure you want to know. This is not going to be one of those cutesy stories you read in fairy tales (warning you and the reader.) Nothing will go right in this story." She continues to smile.
"Of course I'd like to hear it. If you're in here I knew it wouldn't be what you called it, a "fairy tale" story. I will be here as your friend and tell no one." I sighed again. For some reason this was a hard topic to talk about, even with Inuyasha. "Do you want me to start it?" I nodded; I was always so bad at starting conversations off in these situations. "What did the police question you on?"
"Rape." I said blankly. My therapist entwined her fingers and looked at me. "In my opinion," I said, after a couple minutes of silence. "I shouldn't be charged for that. They asked the wrong questions. They should have asked 'Are you a murderer?' or 'Did you steal 2,000 dollars?' or better yet 'Have you ever taken drugs?'." Tears began falling down my face and my therapist hand me a handkerchief. "Thank you." I said, as I blew my nose.
"Kagome, you are not a murderer. You are not a thief. And from what I heard from your mom, you had to say you were raped."
"I needed to protect Inuyasha." I muttered.
"Who is this Inuyasha of yours?" I had to think to myself did I really want to go into complete detail of this. A small voice in the back of my head said, 'Hey why not? Everyone thinks you're already crazy because you go to a therapist, might as well have something to be insane about.'
"He is my boyfriend from far, far away." I began. You do not have to read this whole section. It's just Kagome stating what you already know about the show Inuyasha. But if you like long conversations be my guess and read. I will tell you where the story starts up again.
"How far?"
"Pretty far." 'I guess I might as well tell her.' "He's from the past, from the warring era." She did not say anything. She just kept smiling and egged me to continue on with my story. "If you don't believe me you can ask my grandpa, Sota, or my mom."
"I never said I didn't believe you Kagome." She said, sweetly. "Continue."
"Well I've known Inuyasha since before I actually got into high school. When I turned fifteen I fell into the well of my family's shrine. When I hit the bottom I was in a whole different era. When I went exploring I found him pinned to a tree by an arrow."
"An arrow?" she asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Yes, an enchanted arrow. He was shot down and put under a spell by the woman he loved. I am a reincarnation of that woman and so I was able to pull the arrow out when he asked me."
"He asked you to pull the arrow out? How did he manage to talk?"
"He's a half-demon," I stated. "He can handle worse situations between life and death. Now he had been "dead" for fifty years and he thought I was the woman who shot him."
"What is this woman's name?" My therapist was asking a lot of questions, but it didn't seem like she thought I was insane. On the contrary she seemed rather amused and eager for me to continue my story.
"Her name is Kikyo, and she's a priestess that sort of looks like me." 'Not really', I thought in my mind. "Anyways, I broke the spell and we have been companions since then to find the Shikon jewel."
"You mean the legendary Shikon jewel?"
"Yes, it was inside of me when a demon pierced through my stomach and it flew out. I managed to keep it safe for three days until I accidentally broke it with an arrow. Now Inuyasha and I and a couple of our friends help us look for the fragments."
"Who are these friends of yours?"
"Well," I began, holding up three fingers. "The first person, I should say demon, is Shippo. He's a little fox demon child that was orphaned and so Inuyasha and I took him in." I put down my pointer finger. "The second person we met was Miroku. He's a lecherous young monk who's butt happy and has a wind tunnel in his right hand."
"What's a wind tunnel?"
"Um," I had to figure out a way to explain it. "It's like a black hole he has in his right hand that sucks everything in and eventually him himself."
"How did he get it?" asked my therapist.
"From Naraku."
"Who's he?"
"He's this terrible half-demon who has hurt almost everyone in our gang some how." She looked at me puzzled. "I'll explain later. Now the last person we met up with was Sango. She's a demon slayer and with her is her pet Kirara, which is a cat demon. Now how Naraku affected us all. He made Kikyo and Inuyasha hate each other and he killed Kikyo. Inuyasha wants to go after Naraku to avenge her death. Miroku's grandfather had a spell placed on him that made him have a black hole in his hand until he is destroyed, but if they didn't defeat them in time they will be sucked into their own hand. So Miroku's grandfather and father had to bear sons before they died, because the spell would be transferred to them. If they didn't do this Miroku's family would die out. Both his father and grandfather died by being sucked into their own hand. Now Miroku wants revenge and is going to kill Naraku. And also he has to have a woman bear him a son just incase he dies."
"How do women take this, a monk asking women to bear his children?"
"A lot of them are flattered, but that always pisses off Sango."
"Are these two people an item?"
"Yes and they will be mentioned in my story. Now Sango had her little brother almost kill her while he was under Naraku's spell. Naraku brought him back to life and now he uses him as his puppet. And basically our whole group is after Naraku and trying to kill him."
"Is this Naraku really powerful?"
"Yes, he's gained most of the Shikon jewel shards. And since Inuyasha and I are after the jewel shards if we kill him it will be whole again."
"Why do you and Inuyasha want the jewel shards?"
"Well I want them back to make it up for breaking it in the first place. But Inuyasha…" I stopped and looked out the rainy window.
"Yes," she egged on.
"He wants them to become a full fledge demon." Thunder and lighting were now joined in by the rain.
"And you don't want that?"
"Yes," I said, still not looking at her. "He's strong enough, there's no reason he should become a full demon."
"Why does he want to become a full demon?"
"He was teased when he was little because he was a half-breed. He's not really a mortal not really a demon. He wants to become stronger to show all those peoples and demons that he's worth something. But that shouldn't matter to him." I sighed. "I love him isn't that enough for him?" My therapist did not answer. "I love him as a half-demon. If he becomes a full demon he may not recognize me. He might even kill me, which frightens me." We sat there in silence, with the broken clock ticking at odd times.
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"Well anyway," I began again. "How this all started. I was so excited when I found out that I made it into a high school. I missed so much school from being in feudal Japan I almost gave up the school life forever, but Inuyasha tells me to never be a quitter. So he helped me study. And with studying, and a lot of luck, I manage to get into a high school. Not a good one mind you, but it was a high school at least. I couldn't wait to tell him. I jumped through the well and was greeted by Sango, Miroku and Shippo…"
Now is Kagome's flashback of what happened.
"Kagome!" comes the yelling of a high pitched little fox demon. He came running towards me and jumped into my arms.
"Hi Shippo," I say, while messing up his hair.
"Kagome did you?"
"Yes," I say, without the little fox demon finishing his sentence. I put him down on the tall green grass and search my yellow backpack. "Ah," I say once I find the item. "Here you go Shippo." I hand him a huge rainbow lollipop and his eyes widen with want.
"Thanks Kagome." He says, as he grabs for it and opens it up. He takes one humongous lick and starts walking back to Kaede's hut to finish his coloring.
"Kagome!" another voice yells this one female.
"Hey Sango." I wave to her and she stops right in front of me. "Where's Miroku?"
"No idea." She shrugs, but not even five seconds later comes Miroku. He slipped in the mud and fell on top of Sango. With a whip cracking sound, Sango slaps Miroku. "You did that on purpose you pervert."
"No Sango, trust me. That one was on accident." He says, rubbing the pink hand mark on his left cheek. Miroku gets off of Sango and wipes the mud off his monk attire. "Hello Kagome nice seeing you here."
"Hey Miroku, I brought you and Sango back something." They both waited as I checked my big yellow backpack for their goodies. "For Sango a brush."
"Ahhh, thanks Kagome."
"And for Miroku," I say, still looking for his gift. "A pack of soda."
"I graciously accept these gifts. Thank you Kagome."
"Hey you guys, have any of you seen Inuyasha?"
"Umm," starts Sango. "The last time I saw him he was starring at that tree where he was shot down."
"Thanks!" I yell behind me, as I run towards the tallest tree in Inuyasha's forest. I don't have to search long before I find him. He is standing in the middle of a beacon of light through the gaps in the trees. He stood in front of the tree, not even moving an inch. His gaze never leaves the spot where Kikyo had hit him, he almost seemed hypnotized. 'What bad memories can he be thinking of?' I ask myself. 'Whatever it is, he shouldn't think about it for to long.' I sneak up behind him and breathe heavily in his ear, "Hello Inuyasha…" His ear twitches and he turns around to look at me. I stare at him and smile.
I love every part of him. I love his long silver hair, I love his dazzling amber eyes, and I love his body that looks so strong that I know it will always be there to protect me. But must of all I love his heart. Even though he always gives that hard core exterior look he's really sweet once you get to know him. And I know that same heart only beats for me. He steps closer and holds me in his arms. I cherish his gently embrace and I look up at him. He leans forward and kisses me.
"When did you get back from home Kagome?" he asks.
"Not too long ago, I just came looking for you. So," I say, while playing with his long silver hair. "How long were you starring at that tree?"
"Not too long as well." When he's like this I always feel like he's trying to hide something from me. If we're going to be in a relationship, we have to be totally honest with each other.
"We're you thinking about Kikyo." He looks away from me. That is my sign that he was. But at least he was honest enough to nod. I stand on my toes and hold him close to me. He tilts his head down and gently strokes my black hair. "Don't worry about her anymore Inuyasha. You have me now." I hold him closer to me.
"I know." he whispers.
"Tell ya what. How 'bout you stay at my place for five days?"
"Why?"
"For a celebration!" He looks at me confused. "I just found out I got into a high school!"
"Good for you Kagome that's great news, but don't you have school? We can't do much while you're working."
"I have two more weeks off of summer, so we can spare five days."
"What about Naraku?"
"Relax Inuyasha, it's not like we have any clues where his castle is hidden. Don't stress about it too much. Just stay for the five days it'll make you feel better." He says nothing, he just stares at me. I smile at him and egg him on. After a couple of minutes thinking he gives me his answer.
"Fine I'll go over for five days, but no more than that you understand me?"
"Yes!" I squeal, as I fling myself on him. "Thank you Inuyasha, you won't regret it!"
"How come I have a feeling I will?"
"Oh don't worry about that, just have fun!" I squeeze onto him tightly and lead him back to the bone eaters well…